Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Congo and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Grandmaster Flash to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Country Teasers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Swans,
Desert Stars,
Hasil Adkins,
Pagans,
Von Mondo,
Rosa Yemen,
This Heat,
Lucky Dragons,
Visage,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Hill,
Adolescents,
The Red Krayola,
Flash Fearless,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Slits,
Althea and Donna,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sex Pistols,
Gerry Rafferty,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Newcleus,
Deepchord,
Nils Olav,
Scrapy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Unrelated Segments,
Davy DMX,
Todd Rundgren,
June Days,
Barry Ungar,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vladislav Delay,
Moebius,
D'Angelo,
Hoover,
The Kinks,
Roxy Music,
Eli Mardock,
Model 500,
The Standells,
Warsaw,
Sarah Menescal,
Mo-Dettes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Frankie Knuckles,
Drive Like Jehu,
Johnny Osbourne,
PIL,
Sällskapet,
the Sonics,
Aloha Tigers,
Tommy Roe,
Kerri Chandler,
Traffic Nightmare,
Unwound,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.